Wei Kaiyun put down the phone and calmed himself.
He glanced at Zhao Zhengli, "Director Zhao, I need to make another call."
Zhao Zhengli nodded and left the office. He had just overheard the call; Xiao Jiang is pregnant.
As a man, he understood Wei Kaiyun. After all, his wife is carrying his child. Any man would be excited, especially someone like Wei Kaiyun, who can't be with his wife right now, making him even more anxious.
Moreover, it's clear that Wei Kaiyun won't stay here long. If he can help him, why not?
Neither he nor his wife are forgetful people, as evidenced by the preparations Xiao Jiang made and the food she brought back this time.
Even though both my wife and I work and are both leaders, our conditions are much better than average, but still not as good as theirs.
Wei Kaiyun dialed Old Yang's number, "Xinyu is pregnant again."
Old Yang was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, "Great, great, this is wonderful news."
